I have been pondering how I have grown since I was young lately.
When I was young I hardly ever talked to people I didn't know. This wasn't just "Stranger Danger" but a complete fear of anyone who wasn't in my immediate family or a very close friend. It could take weeks for me to warm up to someone and find something to even say to them.
"How are you?"
"Good" .... crickets chirp... I awkwardly look around trying to think of something to say. And then hopefully some one else would come up, or the person would leave or I would have to leave.
"Well see ya later."
I've had so many conversations like that it would be impossible to count.
I had never really seen it as a bad thing, I still don't really. But I guess when you don't have good conversation skills people can think you don't like them or something. I promise you it's just because I am not a talker.
I think it runs in my family, from my Dad's side. One day I was watching a thing about the Dust Bowl on the History Channel so I called my Daddy to ask him what his grandma said about living during the DustBowl.
"Well she said it was dusty."
I bet he was embellishing the story a little.
Anyways. Now a days I kind of force myself to talk to people and look them in the eyes. Um I really don't like looking people in the eyes because I'm not really sure when you should break eye contact and when continued eye-looking into is creepy rather than comfortable.
Haha anyways, now I have conversations with people and things however funny they may be. All I can be is me though I don't know any other way to be. Well except Valley Girl I'm really good at being a Valley Girl (That's like saying I'm not good at a lot of things.) (Fifty points if you know where that joke is from)
I think I'm getting sidetracked. I don't like to fill things with fluff. But I do like things to be funny.
That's why I'm putting my twitter updates on my blog. (I had to get Twitter for a class...weird I know). Because when funny things happen sometimes I think of really funny one-liners that could fit in 140 characters or less and I'd like to share them with you.
I do not expect you to read them as I update. Gosh that would be annoying for you. But maybe if you're feeling blue and need a pick-me up you can read a funny tweet, and it'll cheer you up.
I had this excellent idea whilst on my way to work yesterday. I walk there and leave my house around 4:15am. About 30 sec after leaving I saw a 60yr old man just out for a stroll. Only it wasn't really a stroll, it was way more creepy because he was in a trench coat and he wasn't smiling and even though he was walking slowly he was walking with a purpose that seemed ominous. Like the kind of walk a serial killer would have in a movie as he just walks after his running, screaming, panicked, victims.
And I thought.
"There's something really terrifying about a 60 year old man out for a walk at 4 in the morning."
Which may seem scary a few min after you read it but I think at first glance and out of context it's funny. I'm sure the man is really nice don't get me wrong, but at 4 in the morning when you are a 22 yr old girl everybody outside seems terrifying and every sound is a zombie.